Songs From The Summer Of Sangria

by Chris Barron and the Time Bandits

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released May 11, 2010

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Chris Barron New York, New York

Chris Barron (think Leonard Cohen meets Jack Johnson in a dive bar that was nice when Cole Porter used to hang out there) is best known as the lead singer of the band Spin Doctors. Chris plays nifty chords on an old Gibson to masterfully crafted songs that are poignant yet wistful and funny. ... more

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Track Name: I Love You, I Love You, Goodbye
i love you , i love you, goodbye
chris barron
once upon i time
the bells were loud and clear
the lights were in the tower
so the ships in the night could steer
now all is broken china
and snatches of sweet song
i love you, i love you, so long
i love you, i love you, so long

your lips they were my country
your smile it was my flag
the sunshine of your gladness
made a ball gown of a rag
now the flowers are dry and hanging
where the stars we wished on fell
i love you, i love you, farewell
i love you, i love you, farewell

some words you can use
that you cannot even spell
how can you lose a coin
that you give to the wishing well
[i guess i’ll always love you
where our quivering kisses fell
there’s still a little magic
even in a broken spell]

once we built a fire
where the nightingale’s sweet tune
turned nightmares into dreams
turned winter into june
now the sun is sinking slowly
in the soft and sleepy sky
i love you, i love you, goodbye
i love you, i love you, goodbye
i love you, i love you, goodbye
Track Name: Phony
phony

you’re lonely ‘cause you’re phony
you’re phony ‘cause you fear
you fear, my dear,
‘cause the devil’s got your ear
the devil’s got your ear
‘cause the devil’s got the floor
the devil’s got the floor
yeah, yeah, it’s his wolf at the door

they own you ‘cause they zone you
they zone you ‘cause you sleep
you sleep, my sweet,
even though you’re on your feet
you’re sleeping on your feet
and you’re marching to the beat
you’re marching to the beat
yeah, yeah, with blindfolds on your feet

yeah, don’t be a slave to it
don’t be a slave to it

they lead you ‘cause they feed you
they feed you ‘cause you need
you need, indeed
‘cause your demons have been freed
you’re demons have been freed
you’re strangled by the greed
you’re strangled by the greed
yeah, yeah, that makes this whole world bleed

yeah, don’t be a slave to it
don’t be a slave to it
Track Name: The Seat Of Your Pants
the seat of your pants

by chris barron

you’ll wake up before the dawn
yesterday will be gone
and you’ll realize
everything you thought was wrong
with your star behind a cloud
your critics will be loud
and you’ll have to sell
your pretty soul for a song

pick yourself up by the seat of the pants
and ask yourself to dance
‘cause you’re old enough to know that you’re
young enough to get a second chance

when the lark is on the thorn
you’ll be tossed from horn to horn
awake enough
to rue the day you were born
and you’ll reach for the morning star
from so far below the bar
your fingertips
so close and yet so far

pick yourself up by the seat of the pants
and ask yourself to dance
‘cause you’re old enough to know that you’re
young enough to get a second chance

it’s easy to fly when you’re already falling
is that the wolf at the door or the sirens calling
to low to crawl, to black to be blue
back to the wall, nothing left to do

pick yourself up by the seat of the pants
and ask yourself to dance
‘cause you’re old enough to know that you’re
young enough to get a second chance

pick yourself up by the seat of the pants
and ask yourself to dance
‘cause you’re old enough to know that you’re
young enough to get a second chance
Track Name: Stone's Throw
stone’s throw

same place on a different day
got to make your getaway
so close and yet so far
no matter where you go there you are

stone’s throw from a million miles
forever comes in little whiles
stone’s throw and a window breaks
little moves and big mistakes
you keep throwing those stones around
see how fast your glass house falls down
stone’s throw and off she goes
long way back from a stone’s throw

curtain down that’s all she wrote
tear in your eye, lump in your throat
you might be lost, too sad to talk
long way home time to walk

stone’s throw from a million miles
forever comes in little whiles
stone’s throw and a window breaks
little moves and big mistakes
you keep throwing those stones around
see how fast your glass house falls down
stone’s throw and off she goes
long way back from a stone’s throw

more love lost than love you’re making
heart’s mending faster than it’s breaking
company only makes you lonelier
could it be that it’s only a

stone’s throw from a million miles
forever comes in little whiles
stone’s throw and a window breaks
little moves and big mistakes
you keep throwing those stones around
see how fast your glass house falls down
stone keeps rolling and off she goes
long way back from a stone’s throw
Track Name: Gone
gone

by chris barron, erik røe, tobias stenkjaer and birger bekkeheien

when the morning breaks it won’t outshine the fire
the stars have used to show you that you’re tired
and when the daylight backs away
and the stars defeat the day
i’ll be gone

there are bridges left to cross and leave in flames
and paths to leave all strewn with crushed remains
let the lesson stay unlearned
gonna leave this stone unturned
‘cause i’ll be gone

when you lean into the night
you’re the fire, you’re the light
and me, i’ll be nowhere to be found
i know that there will be a song
for every broken heart and soul
i know that there will be a coin
to drop in every begging bowl
but me, i’m going down

in the sad and sighing music of the lyre
we’re just embers in the ashes of desire
and when the cloth has left the loom
and sweet morning sweeps the room
i’ll be gone

...to the valley where the storm clouds make the crown
that weighs upon the head of the sky that’s like a gown
on the lady who is weeping for the lost and orphaned dawn
that is climbing in the window through the curtains that are drawn
and i’ll be gone.